08-09-2018, 07:10 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 470px; font-size:9pt; font-family:calibri; text-align: justify;line-height: 110%; color:black"]Too young were they when upon them was bestowed the title of healer, training beginning a few months before lessons on how to defend themself or to hunt their own food had been given to them, a child in every right. Instinct guided them in moments when they found the want rose within them for no other had ventured to teach them, yet their refusal to request help had done just as well to stunt their learning, clumsy and slow were their movements, however. Their first hunt had been of little note, the choice of a bird rather badly made for it had ended in failure, their head faintly ringing for they had found themself slamming into a root rather painfully.
It had been some time since that first attempt but it had dissuaded them from attempting anything more, enjoying being able to make their own meals for the tavern seemed a second home to them now, such could never truly remove the want to be independent all the same. For a time they had pondered over questioning others about lessons, seeking to learn more on ways to care for themself, seemingly thinking better for their time was largely taken with herb study.
Dark ears perked and for a time Aita thought of merely ignoring it, continuing their walk along the beach, but curiosity is hard to shift once it has taken root. Slowly their steps turned towards where they thought it had originated from, a greeting upon their lips they couldn't get out before their attention was taken. They had been present when Owen and his own little pack had shown up, their disappearance one they noted with some relief, and when the eggs had been found. Never had the thought the colourful eggs might contain more raptors crossed their mind though it seemed to have ended as such, these were different in ways that captivated the child, the plumage about the young dinosaur rather pretty if drab.
“Don't tink it can talk,” directing their words towards Captain they remembered the series of clicks and other noises the larger raptors had used to communicate which the border collie they followed had used in turn, something pushing the sage to try it themself. Opening their mouth they clicked their tongue against the roof of their mouth, watching Exodus to see if she might react in anyway.
It had been some time since that first attempt but it had dissuaded them from attempting anything more, enjoying being able to make their own meals for the tavern seemed a second home to them now, such could never truly remove the want to be independent all the same. For a time they had pondered over questioning others about lessons, seeking to learn more on ways to care for themself, seemingly thinking better for their time was largely taken with herb study.
Dark ears perked and for a time Aita thought of merely ignoring it, continuing their walk along the beach, but curiosity is hard to shift once it has taken root. Slowly their steps turned towards where they thought it had originated from, a greeting upon their lips they couldn't get out before their attention was taken. They had been present when Owen and his own little pack had shown up, their disappearance one they noted with some relief, and when the eggs had been found. Never had the thought the colourful eggs might contain more raptors crossed their mind though it seemed to have ended as such, these were different in ways that captivated the child, the plumage about the young dinosaur rather pretty if drab.
“Don't tink it can talk,” directing their words towards Captain they remembered the series of clicks and other noises the larger raptors had used to communicate which the border collie they followed had used in turn, something pushing the sage to try it themself. Opening their mouth they clicked their tongue against the roof of their mouth, watching Exodus to see if she might react in anyway.